Memory has its roots in the future. What look like packed-up and archived experiences have yet to run their full course, to be sure. The lymph that flows from them is the substrate of future experience, and yet the future is what propels the present. If every event were brought to its own conclusion there would be no experience: every event leaves behind a loose end, an open question, images still concealed and details adrift. So new events happen;like spores they bud from the future, because in the future they find their completion.